Apocalypse Gachapon

Lin Moyu couldn't understand why Meng Anwen was laughing. What was so funny? The more Meng Anwen laughed, the more embarrassed Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai became. Clearly, there was a story behind this.

Mo Xinghai snorted, "Old Meng, what's so funny?"

Bai Yiyuan, knowing the reason for Meng Anwen’s amusement, joined in, "What’s the joke? Could you have done any better?"

Meng Anwen chuckled, “Years ago, the two of you led a group to take on the Soul Devour Insect Mother. But you didn’t even get a glimpse of it—you were chased off by the Soul Devour Insect King. Then, still unsatisfied, you went after the Earth Evil Centipede. After half an hour, you nearly got poisoned to death. You cut a really sorry figure.”

Bai Yiyuan snorted, "And you? We invited you to join, but you refused. Yet you still mocked us afterward."

Meng Anwen smiled, "I knew it was a losing battle. Why would I join just to lose face?"

Bai Yiyuan snorted and ignored him. Those two battles were rare defeats in his life. They weren’t exactly stains on his record, but they were far from fond memories. Yet, Meng Anwen often reminded him of them.

Lin Moyu was surprised. Were these bosses really that formidable? Even Bai Yiyuan couldn’t defeat them back then?

Bai Yiyuan, trying to shift the focus, cleared his throat, “What treasures did the Soul Devour Insect Mother and King drop?”

Lin Moyu replied truthfully, "I got three valuable items: Soul Crystal, Soul Gem, and Soul Devour Insect Mother Egg. There were 15 Soul Crystals, each capable of permanently increasing spirit force by 1,000 points, with no usage limit. The Soul Gem could permanently enhance spirit force recovery. And the Soul Devour Insect Mother Egg could hatch into a new Soul Devour Insect Mother.”

Bai Yiyuan was shocked. “Did you use the Soul Crystals and the Soul Gem?”

“I did.” Lin Moyu confirmed.

With these two items, Lin Moyu's strength had improved significantly. Without them, just facing the Earth Evil Centipede would have been a nightmare. Even with the military's Recovery Potions, his spirit force might not have restored quickly enough. Moreover, the surge in spirit force allowed him to replenish his undead legions effortlessly

Bai Yiyuan, still in disbelief, asked, "What's your spirit attribute now?"

Lin Moyu checked and answered, “22,300.”

Both Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai were stunned.

“Such high spirit.” Mo Xinghai exclaimed.

At this point, Lin Moyu's spirit force had already surpassed that of a typical level 40 Mage, yet he was only level 35 and hadn't even completed his second class awakening.

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “High spirit is great! The more limits you break through, the better your chances for class sublimation. Even without finding the Divine Selection Secret Realm and obtaining Divinity Force, with your current spirit force, class sublimation is practically guaranteed. Now, tell us—how did you take down the Earth Evil Centipede, and what did you get from it? That thing’s no joke.”

Lin Moyu recounted his battle with the Earth Evil Centipede and how a Succubus had deliberately led him into the fight. He also mentioned that the Demons seemed to have marked him during the encounter, although he hadn't realized it at the time.

When Mo Xinghai heard this, his summoned beast emitted a sacred light that enveloped Lin Moyu. A faint sizzling sound followed as a wisp of dark energy emerged from Lin Moyu's body, dissolving in the light.

Lin Moyu sincerely thanked him, "Thank you, Lord Mo."

Mo Xinghai waved it off, “No need for thanks. Keep going. What did you get from the Earth Evil Centipede?” He still harbored resentment from his own humiliating defeat against the creature years ago.

“The main rewards were a Poison Gem and Poison Crystals.” Lin Moyu explained, describing their effects.

Mo Xinghai muttered, “Compared to the Soul Devour Insect Mother, the Earth Evil Centipede seems underwhelming.”

Bai Yiyuan shook his head, “Hard to say. Don’t forget about the Poison Star Ring skill. Poison-type skills are incredibly rare. In the entire human race, only a handful of people have them.”

Mo Xinghai nodded in agreement, “True, poison-type skills are extremely rare.”

This time, their reactions were more composed compared to earlier.

Lin Moyu continued, detailing how he later encountered Mo Yun and completed his fusion with the Primordial Runes. Just as the fusion was nearly complete, Demons attacked him again...

As he recounted these events, even Bai Yiyuan—a seasoned godly powerhouse—was left speechless. He was especially stunned to learn that Mo Yun had also obtained a Primordial Rune.

Mo Xinghai sat there in shock, a cup of tea in his hand, forgotten.

Even Meng Anwen, who had been the most composed throughout, widened his eyes in surprise.

No one could have imagined that Lin Moyu had experienced so much in just over two months. Each of his encounters was extraordinary enough to shock anyone, but together, they left even these godly powerhouses utterly astonished.

“Afterward, we entered the Divine Selection Secret Realm together and gained Divinity Force. Then I met a Collection Master and raided the Eartheart dungeon with her a few times. That's where I obtained some Hearts of the Earth and Earth Gems.” As Lin Moyu spoke, he took out 10 Hearts of the Earth and 2 Earth Gems. He had kept two of each, intending to give them to Shi Xing'an.

Meng Anwen’s eyes lit up, and with a simple wave, a Heart of the Earth floated toward him. After carefully examining it, he sighed, “With these, humanity might finally be able to produce another Earth Knight.”

Meng Anwen wasn't entirely sure; he only said it was a possibility. Always cautious, he would never make a definitive statement unless something had actually occurred.

Bai Yiyuan’s excitement mirrored Meng Anwen’s, “It’s been so long since humanity saw the birth of an Earth Knight.”

Lin Moyu added, “I kept two Hearts of the Earth and two Earth Gems. I have a friend who's a Sacred Knight, and I plan to give them to him for when he undergoes his second class awakening.”

Bai Yiyuan patted his chest with a grin, “No problem! Before your friend’s second awakening, send him to Xiajing City. I’ll personally help him with the process and make sure his odds of class sublimation are maximized.”

“Thank you, Teacher.” Lin Moyu said gratefully.

Meng Anwen collected the Hearts of the Earth and Earth Gems, “Young Lin, you’ve made a significant contribution to humanity with this. We’ll have to reward you properly.”

Lin Moyu quickly responded, “It’s what I should do. Later on, the Fire Demon King tried to kill me by sending Abyss Phantasms, but they failed. After that, Mo Yun discovered the Demonic Dragon Hall, so I raided it.”

At this point, Lin Moyu paused, choosing to leave out his experiences in the core area, particularly anything related to the Archaic Earth Dragon. Something instinctively told him not to mention those details. Plus, after his humiliating escape from the Archaic Luanniao, he felt he could now empathize more with Bai Yiyuan’s past misfortunes.

Mo Xinghai spoke in a low voice, “I remember that the competition for the Demonic Dragon Hall dungeon has always been intense.”

Bai Yiyuan nodded, “It’s fierce. Back in our time, we had to participate in a great war just to get inside.”

Lin Moyu explained, “When I arrived, the three races were already locked in conflict. I rushed in right after. When I entered, many human class users followed me. Later, they all stopped fighting and went into the dungeon to farm Dragon Crystals.”

Bai Yiyuan was surprised that such a shift had occurred, but after some thought, it made sense. Lin Moyu’s sudden arrival had disrupted the delicate balance between the three races, forcing everyone to abandon their fight and focus on the dungeon.

Lin Moyu suddenly said, “By the way, Teacher, I killed the Black Demonic Dragon and got a Dragon King Certificate, which gives access to the lower layer's Dragon King Hall dungeon.”

Bai Yiyuan was once again shocked. “Dragon King Certificate? That’s something many people dream of, but only a few ever manage to obtain. The Dragon King Hall dungeon is located in the lower layer. As for the details, you’ll figure it out when you go. I won’t say more.”

Meng Anwen, always quick to call him out, chuckled, “What does he mean ‘I won’t say more’? This guy has never even been to the Dragon King Hall!”

Bai Yiyuan shot him a cold look, “Old Meng, that’s not funny.”

Meng Anwen laughed even harder, “Go ahead, hit me if you dare.”

Watching the playful banter between the two old friends, Lin Moyu smiled and casually took out 200 Dragon Crystals, “Teacher, these are the remaining Dragon Crystals.”

“So many!” Both Bai Yiyuan and Mo Xinghai shot up from their seats, their eyes wide in disbelief as they stared at the pile of Dragon Crystals on the table.

In a hushed tone, Bai Yiyuan asked, “How many times did you raid the Demonic Dragon Hall? Did you clean out the lair of the Demonic Dragons?”

Recalling Lin Moyu’s past relentless efforts in the Tyrant Desert dungeon—raiding it day after day to collect Desert Fruit—Bai Yiyuan figured he might’ve pulled off something similar.

“Most of them came from Abyssal Demons and Dragonkind.” Lin Moyu explained, then proceeded to describe how he had blocked the dungeon entrance.

At that moment, everyone finally noticed the military badge on Lin Moyu’s shoulder, half-hidden beneath his hair. It was a golden badge.